Chapter 11 11.134 Safe Zone

Mo Xian didn't seem to be in a hurry to escape from this world at the moment, but was happily picking the spiritual power grass.

That's right, once you get to a slightly better environment, everyone naturally doesn't want to continue to live the same life as before.

Suddenly, Mo Xian felt a dazzling light in front of him, and he quickly closed his eyes.

When Mo Xian opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the bed, and he saw Xiong Er's head and Luo Wei's head.

"! You're still awake! Xiong Er's face was full of joy.

"What's wrong with you?" Rosway looked at Mo Xian.

Mo Xian responded lightly to the two, then got up and sat on the bed, looking at the walls around him, there were many small potholes on the gray-white front surface, and the army-green sheets let Mo Xian know where he was.

Mo Xian opened the map and saw where he was, and smiled that he had guessed correctly, he was in a building in the 134 security zone.

"How did I get here?" Mo Xian looked at Roswell.

"Uh... I'm dragging you here like a dog. Rothway smiled.

"Xiong Er, come out for a while." Mo Xian jumped out of bed and made a gesture towards Xiong Er.

Xiong Er looked at Mo Xian with a puzzled face, and reluctantly followed out, the two walked to the door, Mo Xian found that the floor they were on was on the third floor, and the downstairs was almost occupied by military tents, and there were many soldiers wearing real guns and ammunition patrolling back and forth on the road.

The survivors were hiding in their rooms, the doors closed.

"These are from the government?" Mo Xian pointed to the soldiers below and asked Xiong Er.

"Well, what's wrong?" Xiong Er looked at Mo Xian with a puzzled expression.

"Follow me!" Mo Xian took the lead and ran upstairs.

When the two of them arrived on the rooftop, there was no one on the rooftop, and the sky was already dark, and the dark clouds pressed on everyone's hearts like boulders, and no one could feel relaxed and happy in this last days.

"What are you doing?" Xiong Er looked at Mo Xian, who was looking up at the night sky at this time.

"Look at a machine gun!" Xiong Er patted Mo Xian's head.

"Look at your daddy! Idiot! Mo Xian scolded with a smile and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"What the hell are you doing? Pretending to be a Taoist? Xiong Er also sat down, but not cross-legged like Mo Xian.

"Show you something!" Mo Xian became a little excited.

"See what?" Xiong Er saw Mo Xian's hands gesturing in mid-air, and he didn't know what he was talking about, so he leaned over and found that he couldn't hear clearly.

After a while, I saw that Mo Xian's hands were covered with aura, and there were still some white points of light dancing happily in the air, Xiong Er rubbed his eyes, stared at Mo Xian again, and kept saying the word "slot" in his mouth.

I saw Mo Xian exhale, the whole person looked very relaxed, Xiong Er in front of him was already stunned, and was about to raise his hand to touch Mo Xian's hands covered with aura.

Seeing this, Mo Xian immediately retracted his hand and shouted, "What are you doing!" Scald your shit! ”

"What? You can't touch it! Xiong Er was also a little angry, he felt that Mo Xian was becoming a little stingy now.

"Put that piece of paper of yours on the ground, I'll show you!" Mo Xian's hand is now behind his back.

Xiong Erdong rummaged around before he found a broken confetti from his pocket, handed it to Mo Xian and asked, "Is it enough?" ”

"Reluctantly." Mo Xian motioned for Xiong Er to put the paper on the ground, and Xiong Er obediently complied.

I saw Mo Xian stretch out his right index finger and point at the confetti.

Just listening to the sound of "brush", the confetti burned instantly, and the flame faded before it burned for a second, but there was no trace of burning on the ground, and even the confetti did not leave a single white ash.

"Grass! What a dog B thing! Xiong Er was so frightened that he retreated, and although he was far away from the flame, he felt the flames bring heat to him.

Mo Xian smiled, the aura of his hands had faded, leaving behind his white palms and slender fingers.

"Magic?" Xiong Er saw that the aura in Mo Xian's hand disappeared before he was willing to step forward to ask.

"Spell!" Mo Xian smiled faintly.

"Spells? Teach me! Xiong Er's eyes at this moment radiated a light of envy.

Mo Xian thought for a moment before he said, "Apprentice... Three years of study..."

"Why three years? Hard? Xiong Er hopes that he can learn Mo Xian's spell in this instant, and he hopes that Mo Xian can teach him all the skills like on TV.

"It's not difficult, as for why you want to study for three years, it depends on whether you understand this sentence." Mo Xian is like those gray-haired old men at the moment, looking like they have seen through the vicissitudes of the world.

"Tell me about it." Xiong Er was very anxious and pulled Mo Xian.

"Enlighten yourself!" Mo Xian smiled and ran downstairs.

"Hey! Wait for me! Xiong Er immediately chased after Mo Xian.

The two chased and fought to the door of the room, Mo Xian stopped, turned to look at Xiong Er, and made a small gesture.

"I know how to spell, don't tell anyone! Do you hear that? Mo Xian whispered in Xiong Er's ear.

After hearing this, Xiong Er nodded again and again: "Certainly, definitely..."

Mo Xian looked at Xiong Er's sincere appearance and then opened the door and walked in, at this time Luo Wei was already lying on the bed, his breathing was a little short, Mo Xian knew that he was pretending to be asleep when he heard it, he stepped forward and slapped Luo Wei's buttocks.

"Ahh

Roswell jumped out of bed in pain, rubbing his aching buttocks.

"What are you doing!" Rothway was annoyed.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, we'll get out of here this morning." Mo Xian walked over to Rossway and whispered.

"Why are you leaving?" Luo Wei looked at Mo Xian with a frightened expression.

"For..."

Before Mo Xian finished speaking, Xiong Er took the lead.

"For Xiaoyan, hey, hey, hey..."Xiong Er made a very obscene expression.

"Xiaoyan?" Roswell listened to the unfamiliar name.

"My..."Mo Xian was preempted by Xiong Er before he finished speaking.

"We! of, Goddess. Xiong Er emphasized the two words of us very heavily.

"Yours? Goddess? What the heck? Roswell felt as if the two people in front of him were singing a double reed.

"Female ghost..."Mo Xian rolled his eyes.

"You like female ghosts? Tut-tut-tut—" Roswell pretended to be scared and stepped back.

"You like female ghosts! I don't care about you! Xiong Er was a little unhappy.

Mo Xian also saw the micro-expression on Xiong Er's face, and immediately stepped forward to stop the topic.

"Pack up and leave at four o'clock." Mo Xian commanded like a leader.

"Do you know where to look?" Rosway looked at Mo Xian with a serious face.

"Uh... I don't know. Mo Xian thought for a moment.

"Then go to the hair! Don't go! There are so many zombies outside, what if you die? With that, Roswell lay down on the bed.

"I'm going to look for all the C city, and even if I can't find the C city, I'll turn the whole world up! Anyway, if you live to see people, you have to see corpses when you die! Mo Xian said seriously.